"IT'S TRICKLE DOWN TIME!" Ronald Reagan, 40th President of the United States of America, crashed through the wall Kool-Aid man style. "YOU THERE! COMFORTABLY MIDDLE-CLASS MARE. HAND ME YOUR FUNIONS AND I WILL ENSURE THAT THEY ARE SAFELY KEPT IN THE HANDS OF OUR GREAT MEGACORPORATIONS."
Ronald Reagan, 40th President of the United States of America, snatched the bag of unions right out of Pinkie's hooves and blasted off in his very much extremely unregulated jetpack, leaving behind a second hole in the ceiling.
"TRICKLE DOWN TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME!" Ronald Reagan, 40th President of the United States of America's voice echoed down as he disappeared into the clouds.
Pinkie watched a business card flutter down for a local home insurance company.
"Huh???"
you know it's bad when even pinkie is confused